Photography has been a large part of my life for the past 60 years. I have usually worked and exhibited in series; portraits and stories of evacuees of WW2, staff and students at a Cambridge college, local townspeople, book groups, younger family members in my old clothes or still lives of flowers and mantelpieces. These series are planned and thought about but sometimes, out of the blue, magic happens.
You walk into a room and see someone reading a book, resting, or see a vase of flowers in a stream of sunlight or, as in this image, you turn the corner of a building on a dismal, grey day and see mystery and sadness. I have learnt to recognise and value these happenings.
This photograph was included in a recent online exhibition illustrating Keat’s poem After Dark Vapours Have Oppressed Our Plains organised by a group from London Independent Photographers.
Anne Crabbe is a Fellow of the Royal Photographic Society.